“Are you sure this okay?” I ask. “I don’t want to cause any trouble. I don’t want them to hate me or anything.”
“They won’t hate you,” Zach says, giving me a smile that makes me feel a little better. “They’re wonderful people. They’re going to love you.”
I trust him, mostly. But I worry he doesn’t fully know what their reactions will be yet because he hasn’t talked to them about it.
“What are you going to tell them?” I ask.
“The truth, of course,” he replies, as if it’s so simple.
“They’re going to hate me,” I say. “They’re going to know I’m bringing them into danger. They won’t want to get mixed up in that”
“They won’t hate you,” he says. “And if they have a problem with you, I’ll deal with it. Just trust me.”
He stops and looks at me in that way that makes my heart flutter. With t
